Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were

"Ah --"

palm brought her

pain

was stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

coldly,

pieces out, he had to cut them

Would hurt.

at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart

to see her in such a

"No --"

the knife touched her

knife, not to

hand back, but failed, because her hand was

stained Tracy's and Brody's

which were full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here.

she took a leap from the

red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening this

Tracy was much more stubborn

"No --"

shook her head.

him coldly, "Brody, are you worried

looked at him

remembered what he was

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her

want me to care about you? How Shamless you

He snorted.

was still so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you up

continued to

stopped struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a

was so dizzy as if she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

when he

little pain flashed through

Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to the ground.

say anything but stared

feel painful, you

he made up his

pointed the sharp knife at the

her eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped a

from the bottom of

was also because her own thought was making trouble.

into her body, it must

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

Brody's hand and made a clear

know whether it was her tears or her sweat.

little hesitant when

pierced the knife a few inches deeper,

pain in her palm

knife cutting

from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on

of the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into

lips were cut and bleeding.

several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed,